A memory that I'll bottle up

                    If I had to bottle up a memory it would be a memory of a family party. I would uncork the bottle every evening . At  the moment of uncorking, the scene would change to my grandmother's doorstep.  I would open the door and everyone would say 'hello' and then the party would begin again. I would go party with my grandmother. She past away 3 years ago and I miss her. The feeling of uncorking the memory would bring an unbelievable sensation of happiness.